What can I give you, dear one ?
You need not ought that’s mine.
And yet you teach me daily to give more.
I can only give my love to you.
But words will not express
Half of the joy I wish for you –
More words are meaningless.
I would give you laughter and hope for the years ahead,
Music and beauty to show you
Some of what can’t be said.
And O, I would give you truth, my love,
But it is not mine to give.
Instead I will give you freedom
Of body and soul and mind.
Tender thoughts and courage –
My love with no double-bind.
Perhaps I can give you yourself, more free
Than before. So you can give
To the world you love
Just a little bit more
Than if it hadn’t have been for me.
8th May 1968